When I have visited the wisteria at St Giles on the Hill in Norwich city centre before, I have just snapped a photo from the front and then left....not this time.
“When bluebells seemed like fairy gifts.”
The Bluebell by Anne Bronte. A fine and subtle spirit dwellsIn every little flower,Each one its own sweet feeling breathesWith more or less of power. There is a silent eloquenceIn every wild bluebellThat fills my softened heart with blissThat words could never tell. Yet I recall not long agoA bright and sunny day,'Twas when I led… Continue reading “When bluebells seemed like fairy gifts.”
My Weekend Photo – Featuring The Beach.
As I pulled back the curtains and spotted the rain, I knew exactly what we should do - hit the beach, of course. It took me some time to convince Freya that it was the Best Idea Ever but eventually she got on board and we had a lovely time on an almost empty Sheringham… Continue reading My Weekend Photo – Featuring The Beach.
My Weekend Photo – Featuring Frost.
We've had a couple of frosty mornings in Norwich lately but yesterday's was the worst (so far) - and also the best from a photo point of view (and if you happen to be six and enjoy crunching leaves underfoot). We were rushing to Freya's ballet show dress rehearsal so didn't have too much time… Continue reading My Weekend Photo – Featuring Frost.